Saturday, March 17, 2012

Rain, reading and other random things

  He Better Be Dead, Stealing Angels

An overcast and somewhat gloomy Saturday morning finds me sipping French roasted coffee, listening to the overhead central heating kick on while hunkering down to write this blog in the master bedroom.Jeff tooled off to work earlier in the morning. The indoor gang is napping contentedly. I've had a great chat with bff Paula. Earlier, I had turned the DVR on to Fairly Legal, a new USA series which I liked.

                                                          Fairly Legal,  a new USA series

I have the washing machine going- it's going to be cycles of small loads today... kinda goes with the weather.
A day that is going to find me relaxing for the most part while turning off my brain and ignoring ALL the things that really need to be done and I can't do-- which is all going to change Tuesday (after surgery). Not right away, but in a few weeks time. Summer is going to be fabulous and I am making some long term goals of things I want to accomplish.
But, for today... it's mostly low key with a lot of reading on tap for this afternoon. I love, love, love Stephen King's latest bestseller, 11/22/63.

                                     Stephen King interview, followed by intro, read by Stephen King 


In this brilliantly conceived tour de force, Stephen King—who has absorbed the social, political, and popular culture of his generation more imaginatively and thoroughly than any other writer—takes readers on an incredible journey into the past and the possibility of altering it.

It begins with Jake Epping, a thirty-five-year-old English teacher in Lisbon Falls, Maine, who makes extra money teaching GED classes. He asks his students to write about an event that changed their lives, and one essay blows him away—a gruesome, harrowing story about the night more than fifty years ago when Harry Dunning’s father came home and killed his mother, his sister, and his brother with a sledgehammer. Reading the essay is a watershed moment for Jake, his life—like Harry’s, like America’s in 1963—turning on a dime. Not much later his friend Al, who owns the local diner, divulges a secret: his storeroom is a portal to the past, a particular day in 1958. And Al enlists Jake to take over the mission that has become his obsession—to prevent the Kennedy assassination.

So begins Jake’s new life as George Amberson, in a different world of Ike and JFK and Elvis, of big American cars and sock hops and cigarette smoke everywhere. From the dank little city of Derry, Maine (where there’s Dunning business to conduct), to the warmhearted small town of Jodie, Texas, where Jake falls dangerously in love, every turn is leading eventually, of course, to a troubled loner named Lee Harvey Oswald and to Dallas, where the past becomes heart-stoppingly suspenseful, and where history might not be history anymore. Time-travel has never been so believable. Or so terrifying.

Time to load the dryer and begin another wash cycle and time to find something for brunch...


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